Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-09-27
MR. ANp MRS. aowsEa
me Good Woman Tells How Her unstDan n,
Bore the Pains OF Toothnct,e.

vuu woman Tells How Her Husband
pore the Fsins Of Toothache.
:. ! was telling you awhile ago Of Mr..
n9Wser's irnpatiencc and annoyance
when he happened to find me ii bed
Tor couple Of hours with sick head
ache, and how he went to pieces him.
sell the moment any thing allied him
About q month ago / woke nm nus
morning with the toothache. Il had
been annoying me for an hour before
MT. bowser caught on Then he said .
sIoothache, ehP Well, don't pjt,
you bit. This comes from crackiny
walnuts in your teeth and chewing 81
much OF that everlasting gum
never cracked walnut ana 7
aon 2 ehcw'gum once year.
"Wcll, it'ssome carelessness of yonrs
rest assured OF that, and you must suf
fer for it, -
ne went off whistling and singing
ana 1 went to bed to suffer.
That tooth ached for three days ard
.hree nights in spite Of all remedies
During the day Mr.. .Bowser would re-.
mark:
Aches yet, does itp Ibelieve YOU
are pretending great deal. so AZ 10
get my sympathy. If you'd get up and
go around and throw off the idea that
your tooth ached the pain would all 90
away. four-fifths of the human aches
come from imagination.
"but it does ache SO bad.n
THAT is, You imagine il does. /
could 20 to he'd and imagine my leg
was Off and l have no doubt that /
should suffer awful pains. Well, /
gan do any thing for you. If you will
let your imagination run away with
your sense Ican't help it
The ache hung on SO long that 7
finally went to the dentist and had the
tooth pulled. This was unbeknown to
Mr.. Bowser, and when he came home
that evening and found me singing to
the baby he laughed long and loud and
added:
Didn't tell You so. No doubt YOU
had little bit of toothache to start
with--Just little bit-and Imagination
did the rest. If | had gone to work
and called You my poor. dear, stricken,
suffering darling you'd have had every
tooth jumping out of you head. It's
mighty lucky for you that you married
a man with something besides sawdust
under his scalp"
My revenge came sooner than could
have been anticipated. 1t wasn't two
weeks before Mr.. Bowser awoke me
one night at midnight by exclaiming:
Mrs. Bowser, are You dead, or have
you become stone-deaf?''
what is it, dear, burglars or fire?'
Burglars or fire be hanged I've
seen suffering with the toothache for
the last three hours. and you've laid
there and snored away as if you didn't
care cent whether lived or diedr'
but what can do? This is the re-
suit of some carelessness of yours.
Have you cracked any walnuts in your
teeth lately?''
He sat up in bed and held his jaw and
! glared at me so fiercely that | was quite
alarmed and went for the medicine
case. l gave him some peppermint
essence on cotton; then some oil OF
cloves on rag; then some camphor on
the end of a tooth-pick. TWAS no use.
Il don't believe | shall live to see
daylight he moaned as he fell out OF
bed and began to dress.
"Oh, yes, you will. Are you sure
your tooth aches?'
He looked around after his revolver,
but had slipped it under the bureau.
II had it, you know, OF thought
had, but l guess twas all Imagination.
Mr.. Bowser, just imagine you haven't
IA tooth in your head
''And you Just imagine that you are
an old buzzard waiting to pick my
bones - he ro.red as he danced
around.
We tied bag of hot ashes on hi:
face, and we put On mustard, pain
killer and almost every thing else il
the house. and none of us slept another
wink. When morning came the ache
was no better. and coldly observed:
well, of course you don't want t.
keep the house upset any longer
You'd better go down and have i
pulled"
"W-what!"
Just run down and have the dentis
draw it out. 1t will hurt awfully, o
course, but you are man and cal
stand it!'
"Tll die first!'
"Oh, we'll, if you will permit you
Imagination To make You believe tina
you have toothache don't blame me.
l felt awfully sorry for him. for h
suffered dreadfully for the next TIVE
days. Then he suddenly decided tt
have the tooth pulled, and asked me il
n tone he tried to make careless:
Mrs. Bowser. don't you want to g.
, down to the dentists with me?'
why, does your tooth still aches'
"Still ache! Great Scots, but it ha
never let up for an instant!'
Il am sorry you were so careless
Men never know how to take care O
, their heath. Can't be imagination
can it9"
/, He gave me look of boiler-plate'
reproach, clapped on his hat and wa
off without another word. lie IL
iurned in couple of hours, and
| f,,,~, Ii. ,ra,aral 1aO1nappr th1